In the past, has been Captain aboard tanker ships . He got University doctorate in Foreigner and Litterature Languages (IULM Milano
- Italy) and 3 years University Diploma in Public Relations and Discipline Administration (IULM Milano)

For a long time, these words lingered on the keyboard. They seemed to ask me to give them a sense that they can express what I mean.

At this point, I approached my hands to the keyboard ... and tried to give them a sense in fact
these words are more anxious than me to be written.

Although it seemed to be final point of a sentence that has remained unfinished until now

Maybe I made an early mistake by written two times the word "want". Perhaps the uncertainty has prevented me from expressing a desire, with an imperative.

Perhaps this has led me through fragments of memories of this year, which ran away, in which many things have happened. I do not know if the set is
better, worse or equal to another year, but this time was different

Recently, in an act of special significance for me, I finished a book. I had intended to avoid emotions. I did not know this would be the result of experiences. From the beginning I
felt the need to honor special people, including women in my profession,they asked me for help
In a sense,they have contributed to my personal life and my career.
They are in me, a part of me, they changed me, and invited me to do the same with those who were my students and that I could pass on what I knew.

I thought of my parents with the most tender part of my mind, when, leaving them as I left their home to and their region, and now my country.

I thought of my teachers at primary and secondary school in one time when Italy gave priority to education and the university meant the laurel. And my professors of medicine at
a time when my country expressed, in my discipline, global giants. They have written in my soul the ennobling title of Master of Life.

Finally, my disciples. I know that my right to speak of disciples is presumptuous, but I do not think so much about my role rather theirs. I did not want to refer to those that I
accidentally transmitted my knowledge's, because each course is intended to be short-lived, and to be replaced by new acquisitions ... They also ordered to complete their
cycle.

Instead, spiritually as I approached I could show the values that have created the Medicine: epimeletic the first gesture of a human being to one
another. If I think about my disciples, it is because my teachers taught me that those who embrace the task of education are only tools in the perpetuation of a path of personal enrichment
and can provide enrichment for those who will be hopefully! - better than we are.

At a certain point of knowledge emerges the need to "embrace", because this is a symbol synonymous with the intention to cover the entire. This concept is also imbued with emotion. It hugs
to show affection, protection, to contain, to cover. Those who embrace the medicine, sometimes with signs understand that gives us life, that our discipline is serious. That every day, the
first aphorism of Hippocrates is the truth palpable. "Life is short, art long," which strongly marks the limits, especially their limits, Thank God, I am aware of my limitations, even if I
sometimes betrays a form of stupid arrogance.

Platon founded his school where was the garden of the Academio, bathed by the river Cephisus, six measures from Athens. Those who were sitting around the teacher helped to
develop a brilliant time, not only of Greece but of the Humanity. Could imagine Academio that other flowers and fruits sprout in your garden? : The human right to personal
growth, and other fruits: the knowledge that makes possible the transformation of the rights that really embody the aspirations and hopes.

Humans, by nature sociable, increased and we have the possibility of forming a group with impatience to learn, and with the humility to help to bring water of Cephisus to give wather
to the garden of knowledge because ultimately, it is enough to know that without the contribution of each drop could not form an ocean.

I know I have written what I wanted when I sat down at the keyboard. But I also clear that you and many others "in pectore et corde" I owe a lot.

My personal ocean would be a Dead See without the drops that you and ,those who are dear to me , contributed to bring
Merry Christmas!